The seven seas in stop that find in overgoing help for this and blindly hover into gain. For ever each and every arse a folding gibber takes the strain, to go for them that play in curtain-stretching hold for vanity.
Peace plays integral elegance of shoulder placing fruit into vessels of teasing anecdotes. Never before and hardly again we wrench aside the peeling void.
Not able to refrain replacing rabbit markers plots inherent in the chophouse sun. Forbear to comment sooner and allowed aloud along a last a lover lies in Devon clover, creamed and clotted for another rest.
Enough of theremins and ferret holes where boxes meet another’s repercharge. Go to go to, I say, go to. Turrets close the day in subtle metals.
Goodnight, dear clones, goodnight.